Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2018
I'm starting to forget the color of your eyes
And the sound of your voice when you would say "I love you"
I'm starting to forget that unbelievable feeling
When your eyes locked on mine
And we spent those incredible moments spaced out in our own universe
I'm starting to forget how it felt when your fingers plucked at every string of my heart
Only to let out a soft deafening note

The way my hand fit perfectly in yours
And the way your pinky twitched if I made a small move
And the sense of your soul
When we would spend every second laughing at stupid jokes
But forgetting them five seconds later
I've forgotten how it felt to be asleep in your arms late at night
To feel the warmth of your body pressed against mine
I've forgotten who you are and what you stand for
Your personality and minor quirks
The way you'd smile if I looked and you were already staring

And I've forgotten how it felt to be able to forget my worries because I had someone to confide in
And now I don't
Anya
Written by
Anya  21/F/Anywhere but here
(21/F/Anywhere but here)   
156
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems